Arab

Sind a joyful song on my love and,
Sing all night long for the moonlight too;
For the sun comes the morrow and we will be in the heat again.

Sing my sweet one,
Sing my lover;
For your name is Arab and,
I really fell off today when i first saw you.

Please, come in to me and give me a child;
Come my sweet one ever met on this love,
For a man does not comprehend wisdom's value.

poem by Edward Kofi LouisReport problemRelated quotes
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